Faster- Chapter One

Author's Note: This fanfiction consists of two minds working together. This is our first fanfiction. "Faster" is a MerDer (Meredith Grey and Derek Shepherd) fic. It takes place about two years after their post-it marriage. It will consist of their life from then on. It will be full of drama, love, sadness, hope, despair, and sexiness. This fanfiction will alternate between both Meredith and Derek's point of view.

Again- this is our very first fanfiction. Consider yourself warned, and hold your tongue! Keep bad comments to a minimum.

Try and enjoy!

You're so delicious
you're so soft
sweet on the tip of my tongue
you taste like sunlight
and strawberry bubble gum

Meredith's POV:

Derek always looked sexy in the morning. His luscious hair was messy in a cute way. His bed head, combined with his fresh morning stubble made for a morning turn on.

Beep beep beep! Our alarm clock began to screech at us.

He turned over in his sleep, moaning quietly. I wondered what he was dreaming about.

That is, until he screamed out my name.

"Meeeeeredithhh!" he yelled with a very sleepy tone. "Turn off the alarm clock!"

I smacked the snooze button. He was a morning person, but he hated getting out of bed.

"Good morning, sleepyhead," I crooned to him. His eyes opened up and met mine. "Did you sleep well?"

"No. I didn't get enough sleep, as a matter of fact," he said with a smirk. "You need to start letting me go to bed earlier!" He snickered.

"It's not my fault," I laughed. "You were the one begging for more!"

That shut him up. He sat up in bed, rubbing his tired eyes.

"Why are you even up before me, anyway?" he questioned me. "I'm always the one who wakes you up, not the other way around."

This was true, I was terrible in the mornings. How Derek dealt with me every single morning is a mystery.

"I had a bad dream," I sighed.

Truth was, I didn't want to tell him about the dream that I had. He wouldn't be too happy to hear about it, honestly. I didn't want to worry him.

Derek frowned slightly. "Are you okay?" he asked softly. "Want to talk about it?"

"Uh… not particularly," I replied dryly.

"Why not," he asked, his forehead creased with worry. "How bad was it?"

I didn't feel like answering him.

Avoiding his gaze, I responded, "It's really not that big of a deal. I'm sorry I brought it up."

His frown deepened. "Meredith…" he started.

"Stop," I cut him off. "It was nothing, really."

He sighed. "Whatever you say, Mer." He stretched, yawning. "We have to get out of bed or we're going to be late for work."

Work, I loved working at Seattle Grace Hospital, but I would much rather stay in bed with Derek all day.

"Fine," I agreed halfheartedly. I swung my legs over the side of the bed, slipping my feet into a pair of slippers.

Our room was a mess. Clothes were all over the place from being carelessly ripped off our bodies and thrown to the ground. There were coffee cups on the nightstand, and random crap in corners of the room. I definitely needed to clean it.

Derek was already stripping off his pajama pants. "You're going to join me in the shower, aren't you?" he asked with a warm grin.

I didn't even need to think about the answer to that question. We always shower together.

"Of course," I replied, unbuttoning my pajama top and tossing it to the floor. "I'll be right there."

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